"Chiyou?"

Yang Tian was on the mountain top, and he also heard Wu Yingxiong’s voice.

Chiyou is here?

What is the situation?

Yang Tian recalled when he left the cemetery half a day ago; a powerful Divine Sense probed towards him, making him feel the cemetery was quite strange.

Now seeing Wu Yingxiong arrive excitedly saying Chiyou is here,

Yang Tian was a bit surprised: "Could it be that Chiyou is really here?"

You have to know, Chiyou is the Celestial God of the Divine Luo Sect, and Gemelo continent is just an edge planet of the Divine Realm.

The dignified Celestial God Chiyou would come here?

Then, why would Chiyou come here?

For a moment, Yang Tian’s eyes were full of confusion.

He didn’t make a sound and just stood on the hillside, looking at Wu Yingxiong below.

"Chiyou, you are indeed here, old man!" Wu Yingxiong was excited, with an Evil Moon Scimitar appearing in his hand: "Junior Wu Yingxiong seeks an audience!"

Yet all around was dead silent, with no sounds whatsoever.

Even the old tomb keeper was nowhere to be found.

"Junior has something to request, if senior Chiyou chooses not to come out, then don’t blame me for being disrespectful!"

Wu Yingxiong said, and the Evil Moon Scimitar in his hand suddenly stuck into the earth, as a strong Divine Breath surged out from Wu Yingxiong’s body and into the ground.

Centered around Wu Yingxiong, the whole mountain started to tremble.

"Is this Wu Yingxiong trying to destroy this place to force the mysterious person to show up?"

Yang Tian frowned.

This cemetery area is filled with tombstones, Wu Yingxiong’s actions were excessive.

And at this moment, a sound resembling Celestial Thunder suddenly echoed between heaven and earth: "Who dares to act wild here, leave immediately!"

"Chiyou, come out!"

Wu Yingxiong suddenly raised his fist and punched the ground.

Bang!

A powerful Divine Breath surged out, smashing the whole mountain.

Yang Tian also flew out rapidly, feeling a bit surprised: "Unexpectedly, this Wu Yingxiong is more terrifying than imagined, indeed a remarkable Core Disciple of the Divine Luo Sect’s Celestial God!"

He clenched his fist tightly.

Wu Yingxiong was only a few years older than Yang Tian, but born as the incarnation of the Ancient Great God, truly a martial arts prodigy born with a golden key.

The rivals Yang Tian encountered were insignificant compared to Wu Yingxiong.

Even Hua Tiandu and Lin Zhenbang didn’t bring such a tense atmosphere to Yang Tian.

Only this Wu Yingxiong was the most terrifying enemy Yang Tian had seen.

"Looks like, even though I’ve cultivated the Nuwa Divine Technique, I’m still a frog in a well; the Divine Realm is so vast, just Wu Yingxiong alone already troubles me. Who knows how many martial geniuses exist in the Divine Realm, it seems I must quickly cultivate the Nuwa Divine Technique whenever I have time!"

Yang Tian clenched his fist tightly.

He secretly resolved to triumph in the martial arts tournament and enter the Divine Luo Sect.

Only then can he truly enter the martial arts circle of the Divine Realm.

"Audacious monster!"

A thunderous voice echoed from mid-air.

Then, several streaks of Celestial Thunder descended from the sky, striking towards Wu Yingxiong.

Wu Yingxiong proudly raised his head, as if Chiyou was just a small figure in his eyes.

He was called the incarnation of the Ancient Great God from the day he was born, attracting attention wherever he went, even upon entering the Divine Luo Sect.

Even the dignified Asura Celestial God considered Wu Yingxiong a great figure.

Confronting Chiyou’s attack, Wu Yingxiong didn’t evade; instead, he faced it head-on.

He forcefully swung the Evil Moon Scimitar in his hand.

Boom!

A burst of roaring sound reverberated.

The Celestial Thunder descending from the sky struck all upon the Evil Moon Scimitar.

"Asura Ancient Temple!"

Wu Yingxiong suddenly shouted.

The Evil Moon Scimitar swung forward, and with a bang, an ancient temple emerged, heading toward the sky.

"Asura Divine Martial Arts?" An uncertain voice sounded from mid-air: "What is your relationship with Asura?"

"I am the Core Disciple of Asura Celestial God, Wu Yingxiong!"

Wu Yingxiong proudly raised his head.

"Core Disciple?"

Mid-air, the voice carried a trace of surprise: "This isn’t where you should be, leave now, and I’ll forgive your disrespect!"

Yang Tian heard this and clenched his fist tightly.

This Wu Yingxiong is indeed a master.

Even the mysterious strong being in mid-air treats Wu Yingxiong with such courtesy.

"Senior Chiyou, I’m here to request one thing from you."

As Wu Yingxiong spoke, he utilized his Divine Sense to drive the Asura Ancient Temple to strike towards Chiyou in mid-air.

Booming!

Thunder roared in the sky.

A Divine Statue resembling a Divine Spirit suddenly appeared, colossal in size, effortlessly smashing Wu Yingxiong’s Asura Ancient Temple into pieces with a gentle clap.

Afterward, the Divine Statue spoke: "Wu Yingxiong, leave now; you are Asura’s Core Disciple; killing you would offend Asura, and I have ties with Asura, no need for knives and guns."

Wu Yingxiong laughed heartily: "My master said you are his old friend; I didn’t believe it before, but now I do. But my master said I’m the incarnation of the Ancient Great God, all Celestial Gods in the Divine Luo Sect are at my service."

Mid-air, the Divine Statue stared at Wu Yingxiong and suddenly said: "I’ve heard about you; Asura is fortunate to have a disciple like you."

"Thank you for the recognition, senior." Wu Yingxiong smiled proudly, saying, "I want to forge a Celestial God Sword and wish to borrow your Divine Technique for it; I wonder if senior is willing to help me with this?"

Mid-air, the Divine Statue was silent for a moment; finally, it said: "Since you’ve asked, I shall lend you a hand!"

Hearing this, Yang Tian’s mind was stirred; the dignified Chiyou Celestial God was so courteous in front of Wu Yingxiong.

He clenched his fist tightly: "One day, I will also become the strongest in the Divine Realm, making all Celestial Gods bow to me! And you, Wu Yingxiong, you have offended me today; someday, you will regret it!"

"Then I’ll trouble Senior Chiyou to follow me back to the Capital City."

Wu Yingxiong said and flew out.

Mid-air, the Divine Statue transformed into lightning, following Wu Yingxiong towards the Capital City.

Yang Tian’s figure flashed, also intending to pursue.

Wu Yingxiong held Li Feng’s relic; Yang Tian was determined to obtain it, no matter how powerful Wu Yingxiong is.

Because it’s the only way to save the big sister.

Just then, a crisp voice sounded: "Don’t follow, you won’t catch up."

Yang Tian frowned, looking down, seeing a woman in her forties standing on the mountainside, resembling Li Min quite a bit: "Who are you?"

"Me?" The woman’s gaze was somewhat melancholic: "Over twenty years ago, I was the daughter of the Li Family, Li Feng, but now, I’m merely a vessel for Chiyou."